T drew the curtains and stood by the window. "You think it's to safe to drive out there?" she asked. Dense fog shrouded the field just beyond the parking lot of the hotel. "I think so. We're very close to the freeway and we're not driving on any two lane roads. We should be fine." I replied.
We did a last sweep around the room just to make sure we did not forget anything. We closed the door behind us, walked a few feet to the elevator and rode it to the ground floor. After loading our bags in the car, I told T I wanted to take a few shots of the fog before we headed out. Unfortunately, my attempts were unsuccessful. I couldn't nail my compositions down."Let's just go." I said.
For several minutes, I stared at the window watching the moody scene pass by. I tried a few more times but still couldn't get it right. As T made the turn to Highway 12, I wondered if I could capture something that evoked what I was looking at instead of recording the actual landscape. So I turned the ISO knob to its lowest setting and clicked the shutter a couple of more times.